N ought else.
Birth after birth
Let me be a poet
O my dear, this is
Only I want as boon.
Nought else.
I have no liking
For wealth
Nor for religious merit
Nor for sensuous enjoyment
Nor do I seek
Perfect and perpetual calm.
Birth after birth I want
Only to read and write a poem.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem